Hidden Patterns
Joshua and I spent hours combing through spreadsheets until the patterns pointed to embezzlement; the discovery jolted us, but we traded a knowing look—just another piece of the puzzle. “Let’s keep this quiet for now,” I whispered, and Joshua nodded, both of us saving the reveal for maximum impact. With each step, our plan sharpened, setting the stage for the truth to surface.
Hidden Patterns
Lisa’s Confusion
Lisa’s expression shifted to confusion the moment she spotted Joshua at my side, clearly unsettled by a connection she couldn’t quite place. “Hey, can I help you with something?” she asked, fishing for answers, while I hid a quiet chuckle at her struggle to piece together a puzzle missing too many parts. Joshua remained calm and discreet, keeping his role concealed, and her bewilderment felt like a small victory—one more step toward the change we were setting in motion.
Lisa’s Confusion
